A whole lot

I've written a lot of posts recently.  A whole lot.  I'm not sure what a "whole lot" is or how it is different from just a "lot".
And no, I'm not losing it.  You just won't find them here.
I've done a ridiculous amount of blog posting in my head.  Because it's safer that way.  And life is clipping along quickly enough to not leave as much time to sit down here at the computer.  That's a good thing.  So I blog to myself while I go about my day.  I blog while I run.  I blog while I'm driving.  Sometimes I blog while I'm having a conversation with someone.  Those are awesome ones.  Some things I'd love to share, some things it's better not to.  I firmly believe in the theory of "it's my blog I can say whatever I want!", but I also have enough sense to know that when I'm pregnant I am willing to speak very freely on anything and everything.  Do not ask me for an honest opinion while I am with child unless you really really really want to hear what I genuinely think.  Very few people really do want to hear it.  Odds are you aren't one of them.

It's frustrating when you have a million things to say but just can't say most of them out loud.  I've bitten my tongue to bleeding in a number of recent conversations.  Thank goodness for being married to my best friend to whom I can say all of these things.  Also I talk to myself sometimes.  I know I'm not the only one who thinks out loud occasionally!  Or maybe I am losing it.

Today I woke up incredibly irritable.  I'm sure that's shocking if you've read the last two paragraphs.   I'm pregnant, it happens.  If you've been pregnant you understand.
I decided to make the kids waffles for breakfast, hoping that would break me out of the funk.  Nope.
Tried to help a friend, hoping it would help me out of the funk.  Nope.
Ate junk, hoping it would help.  Nope.
Didn't kill my dog that is driving me crazy.  That didn't make me feel better either, but I should get points for restraint.
Cleaned my room, my bathroom, my littlest kidlets' bedroom, did laundry and dishes....zip, zilch, nada.
At least I've mastered the fake it till you make it idea.

Ah, the January funk.

Thankfully the sun is shining and the sky is blue, even if it is cold outside.  I get some time with Aaron this afternoon.  If somehow that still doesn't do it we'll make a stop so we can view something that has become an inside joke and laugh like immature children.  That's sure to do it.

And if all else fails, I'll resort to the thing I'd like to say to dozens of people right now, but have enough restraint that instead I'll just smile and nod.
Suck it up Buttercup!
Because when it comes down to it, I'm the one in charge of my attitude.  I'm the one who choose to be miserable or be grateful.  And there is really way too much to be grateful for, so wallowing would only be a waste of time!

Get out there and enjoy your Friday.  I've decided to go enjoy mine!